1084: C1084 We have no choice

C1084 We have no choice

"Little sister, we have no other choice. If we don't become the emperor, we'll all die. This is our only chance, so we've already discussed this. You can call for our husband here, and we'll take the risk. If we can become the emperor, then it's best. If not …" You can make a decision when your husband comes back! "

Zhuang Liandie said to her in a serious tone.

In this trip, the chances of them surviving were extremely slim.

However, as long as there was a sliver of hope, they would all have to put their lives on the line.

They were cultivators who had fought against the heavens, won against the heavens, survived for eternity, and lost and reincarnated!

"You may decide! I have no objections if you want to stay. Since we have already waded into this muddy water, we have no other choice! "

Zhuang Mengyu sighed.

What else could she do?

His husband's life was in limbo, but the danger he was facing was getting closer and closer.

"It's been more than a hundred years. We probably don't have much time left. It's always been Darling paving the way for us. This time, let's pave the way for him!"

Zhuang Liandie decisively turned and left, she returned a while later and left again. She did not linger, she walked with determination, and even raised her head to look at her, wanting to say something but stopped herself.

When the others saw Zhuang Liandie's determination, they went silent for a moment, before bidding their farewells to Zhuang Mengyu one after another.

"Sister-in-law, I don't know if Little Fatty will live or die on this trip. If I don't, when Brother Wu wakes up, tell him that I, Little Fatty, will not cower. I'll flatten this path!"

The little fatty raised his head and puffed out his chest as he bid farewell to Zhuang Mengyu.

"Take care, sister-in-law …"

Hu Qingyang had a lot of things to say, but at this moment, he couldn't say a single word.

"Sister-in-law, take care of yourself. Take care of Brother Wu. Zhongtian is gone!"

Yun Zhongtian also bid farewell and turned to leave.

"Sister-in-law, this dragon has left as well. Take care …"

Jiao Hualong also left in succession.

Looking at the crowd as they walked further and further away, Zhuang Mengyu couldn't help but sigh.

She had a strong premonition that this might be the last time they would meet.

As they said, they had a high chance of surviving this trip.

In that life, how faint was it?

The Demonic God Battlefield was dark and filled with obscurity.

The group of five walked slowly through the rotten branches and fallen leaves without any hesitation. In front of them was a towering mountain that pierced the clouds like a great war god.

It was hard to describe how tall the mountain was with words. Looking up, it seemed to connect to the blue dome of heaven.

Vast amounts of power of laws surged crazily on this mountain, creating wave after wave of ripples.

Its existence was like that of a god, inviolable.

The five of them stood there silently for a long time.

However, their clenched fists described the injustice they were feeling at the moment.2

Everyone was afraid of death.

No one was not afraid of death.

However, when a person was in despair, death was no longer something to fear.

Since they weren't even afraid of death, what were they afraid of?

Nine deaths, how many people, all for this life, have risked their last breath?

They were cultivators that were destined to spend their entire lives on the edge of anger because they had no other choice at this moment.

A quarter of an hour later.

The five of them did not hesitate to climb this divine mountain. What awaited them was the suppression of the boundless laws.

A hundred years had passed.

War God Mountain, halfway up the mountain.

The laws of the world were like a huge net, interweaving and colliding in the air. A middle-aged man with a severed arm was struggling to pass through the extremely dangerous gaps of the natural laws with sweat pouring down his face. An unerasable hatred could be seen on his face.

He was, Yun Jin.

Out of the five who had climbed the mountain, he was the only one who had lived up to this point and even lost an arm.

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